Exclusive secret love: the president is married or not

Slowly observing Mo Sheng's face, he who was sleeping soundly, was indeed a little less aloof than usual as a businessman, but a little more gentle and handsome.

Cong Yufan quickly shook his head, although he had to admit that he was pretty good looking, but how could she be infatuated with Mo Sheng?

If Mo Sheng opened her eyes at this time, she believed that she would be obliterated by his murderous eyes!

At that time, Mo Sheng would not have to pay the medical expenses, and it was directly identified as a heart attack.

Thinking of this, Cong Yufan got up quickly and went up to the second floor resentfully. She was really tired tonight, so she needed to rest well.

Opening the window in the house, Cong Yufan couldn't help shivering from the cold wind.

She suddenly thought that there was still a guy sleeping downstairs, what if she caught a cold?

Why do you think so much, Cong Yufan, it's none of your business?

On second thought, that's right, it's none of her business that Mo Sheng caught a cold?Thinking of all the crimes he had done to her, why did she treat him so well?

No matter what, she was able to bandage his wound tonight, it was already a great gift to him!

Thinking about it this way, Cong Yufan decided not to worry about this matter any more, just turn off the lights and go to sleep.

So Cong Yufan got into the quilt and turned off the night light by the way.

However, after a while, the lights in the house came on again, and she sat up from the bed suddenly, and walked downstairs with the quilt beside her.

She really admired herself, there were 1 reasons why she could not do this, but she still couldn't control herself.

It seems that I am sorry for my conscience if I don't go down to have a look.

Cong Yufan blamed himself secretly as he walked down the stairs.

"Cong Yufan, to what extent is your love overflowing? Well, let's be a good person this time to the end."

Walking down the hall, Mo Sheng was still soundly asleep, Cong Yufan covered him with the quilt in his arms, and finally went back to the room successfully.

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The next day.

Cong Yufan entered the bathroom wearing a pair of black circles.

Because I was afraid that I would oversleep today, I specially installed two alarm clocks next to the bed.

Apparently, the two alarm clocks were not responsible, one was sacrificed to the ground by her waking up, and the other was still performing its duties under the covers.

Cong Yufan fumbled for the toothbrush, closed his eyes and skillfully washed everything...

It wasn't until I went downstairs that I realized that there was no one on the sofa in the hall except for the quilt she carried down yesterday. Obviously, he had already left.

Glancing at his watch, it was already [-]:[-] in the morning, Cong Yufan directly left the villa, and then took a taxi to go to Sensei.

Most of the company had already arrived early, and when Cong Yufan passed by Qi Wen's desk, he caught a glimpse that her seat was empty.

In the past few days, she had noticed that Qi Wen hadn't come. At first she thought she was sick, but she didn't expect to ask her colleagues before she found out that she had resigned.

Cong Yufan walked straight to the editor-in-chief's office.

"Editor-in-Chief, these documents were prepared last night." Cong Yufan put the documents in his arms on the side table.

"Okay, I'll check it later, you go out." He Yuhang looked up at Cong Yufan, and continued to read the document in his hand.

Cong Yufan nodded, walked out of the editor-in-chief's office, and returned to his seat.

In fact, if you really want to count, Cong Yufan also works in the editor-in-chief's office, but it is divided into two spaces: the inner room and the outer room.

He Yuhang is naturally in the inner room, while Cong Yufan is in the outer room.

Although there are only two spaces separated by transparent glass windows in the middle, because of the excellent sound insulation effect, if the distance is less than five meters, if the door is closed, you have to use the phone to work.

Now Cong Yufan's daily work is typesetting and the like.

It has been more than a month since she came here, and she has already become much more comfortable.

Soon, it was noon.

Knowing that Yuan Guxiang didn't have time to accompany her now, Cong Yufan planned to go to the restaurant downstairs to settle things casually.

At this time, He Yuhang had already walked out quickly.

Cong Yufan stood up subconsciously and said hello, "Hello, editor-in-chief."

"Get ready to take notes, and there will be an interview task later."

He Yuanhang nodded, and left the words in a hurry after finishing his orders.

"Oh, good..." Although Cong Yufan was a little surprised that He Yuanhang was so anxious, he hurriedly prepared the interview tools, then ran out of the office and chased after He Yuhang.

"Yufan, leave now and come downstairs with us to receive distinguished guests." A colleague who accompanied him reminded Cong Yufan.

"En." I don't know what happened, but Cong Yufan still followed him and walked behind the editor-in-chief.

The VIP room of the SM Newspaper office is a discussion room dedicated to celebrities and magnates. Those who walk in are always heavyweights, and those who are either expensive or rich may be invited.

Along the way, Cong Yufan had already followed his colleague's introduction.

According to him, SM was originally formed by a partnership of ten shareholders, and today one of the major shareholders in the United States will come back for inspection.

So it was almost urgent to notify all the members of the newspaper office to come out to greet him.

When he went down to the first floor, Cong Yufan dared to step out of the elevator, and found that the left and right sides extended to the gate, and there was already a row of colleagues in the same work uniform as himself standing neatly.

From a distance, she saw He Yuanhang standing at the door, and she quickly followed behind him, waiting to welcome the distinguished guests.

"Okay, editor-in-chief." Cong Yufan was behind He Yuhang and had already prepared all the recording work.

"Okay, someone from the upper echelons will come down to inspect later. I have already arranged the filming. You just need to write down our conversation by my side later." He Yuhang nodded in satisfaction and ordered in a low voice road.

"Okay, editor-in-chief." Cong Yufan held the notebook and pen in his arms and was always ready.

Just as everyone was looking forward to the gate, after about ten minutes, they finally heard some noises.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and Cong Yufan looked out along the door of the building, and found that less than ten meters away, black cars drove up neatly in front of him.

In an instant, a silver Maybach stopped at the gate of the company building, and a dozen sports cars behind it also stopped neatly one after another.

He Yuhang quickly walked forward to greet him, and Cong Yufan followed closely behind He Yuhang to welcome the distinguished guests.

The first person to get out of the car was the driver in the main driver's seat, when the driver in white gloves opened the door of the rear seat box.

A black leather shoe stepped out first, and then a man in his forties leaned out from the car.

Wearing an Italian handmade famous brand suit, Bennettsche's watch was worn on the man's wrist, and the man looked calm and sophisticated all over his body.

At this time, on the other side of the car door, a young man stepped down at the same time. The man was also wearing an expensive suit at this time, with a slight indifference on his handsome face.

"Brother Junyuan!..." Almost instantly, after Cong Yufan saw Yin Junyuan's face clearly, she quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth because she was afraid that she would yell out, but she had already yelled that name in her heart .

"Mr. Gong, long time no see, please stay safe."

He Yuhang hurried over to meet him, and reached out to shake hands with the older man.

"Yuhang, that's right, SM seems to be well taken care of by you!" Gong He heartily patted He Yuhang's right shoulder, and smiled slightly.

Afterwards, He Yuhang brought Gong He into the building.

The moment Yin Junyuan saw Cong Yufan, his eyes were also slightly stunned, but after only a moment, he recovered his expression, passed her, and walked over.

Cong Yufan bit her thin lip and followed behind He Yuhang with her head down. The sourness in her heart was forced back into her eyes. She took a deep breath, trying not to be too obvious.

Along the way, Yin Junyuan followed Gong He's side, and Cong Yufan followed behind He Yuhang.

However, I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the distance between the two is always far away.

Later, Cong Yufan simply stood side by side with He Yuhang, while bowing his head and taking notes quickly.

He Yuhang finally led Gong He to the VIP room to rest.

"careful!"

"Ah..." Because she was too serious, Cong Yufan didn't expect that she had not reached the door of the room, but walked directly to the wall. When He Yuhang entered the room, she just walked straight like this, It was really hitting the wall.

The shout just now might have reminded her, but it didn't save her in time.

"It hurts to death." Cong Yufan raised her hand to cover her forehead in pain, and when she touched it, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth in pain.

Cong Yufan came to his senses, trying to see who reminded her just now, but there was no one behind him.

For some reason, Cong Yufan wanted to cry so much, whether it was because her forehead was really hurting or because her heart was hurting so much, she couldn't help the tears overflowing her eyes.

Not wanting to be seen, Cong Yufan quickly wiped away his tears, and trotted all the way to the bathroom ten meters away.

After closing the door of the bathroom, Cong Yufan raised her chin. She tilted her face up, not wanting to let the tears flow out, but the big teardrops lingering in her eyes finally slid down her cheeks hot.

Several times just now, every time I caught a glimpse of Yin Junyuan's neglect and indifference to her, Cong Yufan couldn't help but want to cry, and the bitter sourness in his heart seemed to be gushing out.

But in front of him, she told herself again and again, Cong Yufan, hold back, hold back, hold back!

"Woooo..." Cong Yufan covered her mouth. In the empty bathroom, she shed tears and told herself, don't cry, don't cry now, don't cry!

Cong Yufan came to the washbasin, turned on the faucet, and the water sizzled. Cong Yufan took a few handfuls of water and splashed it on her face until she dried it. In order not to let herself be seen crying, she specially I put on some makeup.

After finally sorting out his emotions, Cong Yufan walked into the VIP room.

At this time, Gong He was having a meeting with all the directors of SM, and Cong Yufan came to stand behind He Yuhang silently.

"Where did you go?" He Yuhang asked in a low voice.